" "Me too. It makes me feel so sexy and daring. And I knew it would turn you on to see me like this," she said lustily as my fingers gently stroked he... damp mound. My stroking become more forceful and when my fingers found her clit, she closed her eyes and moaned. I slid my finger down and pushed it between her pussy lips. Her slippery hole eagerly swallowed my rigid finger. "You're so wet and slippery. Just the way I like you," I said as I gently worked my finger in and out. As I continued to. I let her have her fun, and then without warning she turned around and made her way through the store picking things out for me to try on. She came back and grabbed my hand and pulled me into a dressing room. We tried on the bras first, all cute, but preferred the lace to the full coverage cup. I picked out two. Then she pulled a raunchy black number that had garders and a G-String. I didnt think anything about changing in front of her. She sat on the bench and I took off my clothes and once. She had her back to me and Connie was talking to the two of them in a soft voice, telling them about some horses Burt had brought back from the outlaw camp, going over the poor condition they were in and how it was going to take some loving care from the two of them to bring them back to health. Connie was gently running her fingers through Tina's hair, more like a mother than a girl just a few years older. Tina sniffed and brought a cloth up to her nose. Vicky was as entranced with what Connie. I understand that ‘slavery’ is illegal and I agree that the ‘international slave trade’ should be put out of business, but I’m a willing participant so I don’t think of myself as ‘forced’ or ‘coerced’. As such, I’m free to give up my rights to my Master and I’ll willingly give up all rights to whoever gifts my Master with the highest dollar amount. Although I use the word ?slave?, that is my choice of words, since we live in a free society. Whoever buys my services may only want me as a model.